Gosh, the last month of my life has been an absolute whirlwind. I've been in the process of moving from Hawaii to Connecticut. We're currently on the family vacation of a lifetime, I'm writing this from the Disneyland Hotel (Evie was in dire need of a nap break).
I'm kind of glad to finally be ending this chapter of our lives. Husband is no longer dealing with the grueling sub service schedule, our family and friends will be much closer, and we have more time to just simply be a family. I think one of the hardest things of all that happened was the loss of a friendship. Sometimes you just can't see eye to eye with the other person and it's best to let go instead of dealing with all of the unnecessary hurt. Not any one person is to blame, but sometimes when people grow up they also grow apart. My heart broke when I made the decision to end it, but it seemed like the best choice for both parties. Maybe when we're both in different places and mindsets we can start again as different people.
I'm a sensitive person. I don't expect everyone else to bear the brunt of that burden, but I also expect someone who knows me pretty well to handle me with understanding. When friends grow apart it seems like everything they stand for combats everything that you stand for. When you feel like you have fought a lot more on your end and the other person already gave up it's time to let go.
This post is not to hurt anyone or make them feel bad. This is the beginning of the healing process, because losing a friend is very much like breaking up with someone you love.
-Lindsey
No comments:
Post a Comment